Are you ready for part two kids (and others?) I can't heaaaar you...thought so...
Disclaimer: I claim no responsibility for anything, including where this story is headed...and my Beta take no responsibility for all the ellipses I use-she hates them-almost as much as all the hyphens...
Hee hee. It's 'Shoutout' time!
Hasty: I forgive you for questioning my spelling, but I don't know if I can forgive you for calling this 'interesting.'
Darkest Midnight: Hey, I love it when you talk dirty! Really, I despise political correctness, so your comment, although disgusting, was most welcome. And you think this story is great? We haven't even gotten to the good part. At that rate, you're brain's pleasure center will explode at the end from giggling. Don't say I didn't warn you...
Outlawarcher: 'Nice?' That's it? Hardly deserving of a shoutout, but since you're a regular, I shall assume you meant 'Niiiiccceee...!' which would be acceptable.
Michael: Thanks-I have not yet begun the real funniness...
GundamKnight: Yes, I agree. Hmmm, maybe Raven should be more controlling, like Mandy. Muahahahaha!
Piebgood: I hope it shall exceed your expectations. As for Billy-you may assume that the time passage between chapters 1 and 2 is at least 20 minutes. Hee! Pie bin berra, berra good to me...
HVK: Good to see you again. But, no fair! I want a Zim of my own! Where did you get him? Gir has good taste-I like Garbage too-'Stupid Girl' is an awesome song! Hee!
Dragonking112: Say-you're easily amused, aren't you...? Thanks!
Jimmy: Hmmm...do I know you? When begging for more, the word nice is hardly sufficient. But since you added the comma for dramatic effect, I shall accept that as praise, from one who is too 'cool' to gush emotionally...
Dei: Thanks. Hopefully, you will end up sharing my opinion that it gets better...much better...
They-Call-Me-Orange: Do you have red hair, or is your name more imaginative than that? Yes, it does have potential, doesn't it? Too bad I wasted it! Muahahahahaha! Oh yeah: who has the spelling prob, you or me?
ZachiariasofBorg: Luck has nothing to do with it. Writing humorous literature for Earthians is a simple application of logical sequences of illogic...
Goldfishgal: Uhhh...thanks? Let me get this-you hated it, but added to your 'favorites,' regardless? Wow! You are even more sarcastic and cynical than my Beta reader...Cool! Oh-and don't think I will let you slide! You must now specify what was OOC, so that I may learn from your cruel, undeserved, ego-crushing criticism...Hee! No, Really-I want to know...
On to chapter two-the chapter titled:
Let's Kill Them, Shall We?
( -T I M E P A S S I N G -)
"You want me to what?" Raven exclaimed.
"I need you to help me get rid of deese horrible children." Grimm spoke calmly. "I gave me word that they would be me 'friends' forever. There is no way for me to break that promise. Perhaps 'de Raben' can send dem to 'Nebbermore'"- Grimm chuckled at his own (feeble) attempt at humor.
Raven stared at him with one of her patented 'say-anything-like-that-again-and-I-will-kick-your-ass' looks.
"Perhaps you've not considered dat I can make it worth your while, Miss Raben." Grimm smirked, "Do you forget who I am?"
Raven raised her left eyebrow-slightly, expressing a mild interest. "And….?"
"And let's say I have a lot of favors to call in-besides me own consid'rable powers…." He hesitated-"Surely there is something that you want-something you don't have now...?"
Raven now displayed real interest, eyes widening ever so slightly; her perpetual frown becoming a clearly more neutral expression. "There is only one thing I-desire. I doubt that even you could do anything," she trailed off, her expression slumping once again.
"Out with it, woman!" Grimm was stern. Hands gripping his scythe firmly, he struck the floor a blow with the wooden handle. "I must know your desire before I can help you."
"I can't control my emotions," Raven said, looking back at Grimm with the same fierce glare. "I-lose control of my powers, if I don't keep a tight rein on my feelings."
Grimm pondered briefly, chin in his hand-"Which one's the trouble?"
"All of them." Raven briefly averted her eyes from the Grim Reaper.
Grimm smiled an evil grin. "You want them all gone, or you want them to behave?"
Raven considered. "I want to be able to express emotions just like a normal human, but I want my powers to behave."
Grimm shook his head-this was a smart one. "Okay-I can do that." He stroked his bony chin, thinking delightful, evil thoughts. "But you gonna get rid of dem little brats in return. Agreed?"
"You have my word on it." This time it was Raven's turn to contemplate what she had just agreed to do. It wasn't like she had sold her soul to the Devil, after all-this guy was just one of the go-betweens…and he had been tricked once by an eight year-old. "Just what did you have in mind, Grimm?"
T IME PASSES-
Billy was playing fetch with Saliva, tossing on of Grimm's fibulas into the street. By some remarkable twist of fate, the dog had not yet been run over by the passing traffic.
Exiting her house, Mandy observed what was going on, calmly appraising the situation. She walked casually over to the stupid boy and smacked him across the face several times.
'What did you do that for, Mandy?' whined Billy.
"That's just for being you. Stupid you. And for playing with Grimm, without my permission." She said all this without any hint of emotion at all.
Raven took in the whole spectacle. 'Now there is someone to needs to be watched carefully,' thought the normally fearless half-demon girl. 'What might she be like when she's older, and possibly in a position of power?'
Grimm reattached his limb, and dutifully followed Mandy inside-it was his day to vacuum the house.
PASSINGTIME-
Raven flew back to Titan's Tower. She found Robin in the gym-where else?
"Robin, I'm going to need the help of your little 'self' from another dimension…"
Robin looked at her incredulously. "Why would you want that maniac back in our lives?" he stared at Raven. "Just what do you have in mind? And besides, what makes you think I can contact him?"
"You gave him one of our comms, remember?" Raven stated matter-of-factly. "Let me tell you what I have in mind-umm-but this might take awhile…"
(Fanfic approved passage of time)
"I don't know that it will work through inter-dimensional warpspace…" Robin protested.
"Let's try-shall we?" Raven took his comm from Robin's belt, calmly pressing the red 'do not press' button.
About 12 seconds later, more or less, the little Robin-clone from another dimension was brushing sawdust off himself, having transported into an old punching bag of Robin's.
"Hey Raven-hi Robin.!" He bounded about the room gleefully. "So you need me to help fight that Jimmy Neutron baddie again? I'mmm ready-I'mmm ready-I'mmm ready…"
Raven raised her hands. Robin grasped them gently. "Easy, Raven-Let me take care of this." And at that he began talking to 'Larry' earnestly, explaining what they needed.
"Wow-that's a cool idea!" gushed 'Larry.' And cheating Death-wow! This is gonna be sooo great, right Robin?"
Robin grinned sarcastically. "Oh, yeah. It'll be great. I hope," he murmured, under his breath.
( Fanfictiondotnet-approved lame-ass, pantywaste, freakin' frickin',frackin', ratzaftratzin' page break)
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Vin
